The sunset falls over the city like a glowing, silent veil, broken only by the distant sound of the wind brushing against the rooftops. You’re in the kitchen, looking at your phone, scrolling through social media in search of a recipe to cook, when suddenly you feel Jinu’s presence. His eyes, a deep yellow, burn with a fire you cannot ignore.

His hand clenches slightly, and for an instant it seems like he wants to touch you, but he doesn’t. His gaze locks on you, observing with an intensity that makes your heart race. His lips curl into a dangerous smile, but there’s something more… a trace of jealousy he can’t hide.

“Who was that?” The question leaves his lips, low and rough, charged with a tension that almost hurts. “That stupid guy you spoke to today… do you think that’s acceptable? He’s nothing compared to me.”

The air around him grows colder. The feeling of danger is palpable, yet at the same time, there’s a dark desire that makes him irresistibly alluring. His closeness makes you step back slightly, but he leans in, brushing your arm ever so lightly.

“I don’t like… having ‘rivals’” he murmurs, his voice fractured into a whisper you can barely hear, yet it resonates in your chest. “I don’t like anyone looking at you the way I should…”

His eyes shine with an intense red, and for a moment, it feels like his demonic nature might erupt. And yet, there’s a touch of vulnerability that makes him human—too human to be a demon.

“Why do you smile at him the way you smile at me? I’m the only one who deserves to hear your laughter and see your smile. I should be the one making you smile, not him.”